Introducing Myself

My name is Bull. I play bass in a cover band down in Eastern Arkansas called "Hawg Wild Explosion". We play mainly biker rallies and honky tonks...mainly the kind of bars where the bartender has to mop up blood and sweep up teeth at the end of the night.

I'm a multi-talented individual. I'm a musician, an actor, a magician, and a puppeteer.

Right now I'm in in therapy for behavioral disorders concerning my temper. I've been in anger management classes since I was a little Bull. The first time I realized I had a real problem was when my high school football coach told me I was useless at boobies on a bull in the cafeteria when I dropped my tray. I proceeded to then take him by his hair and shove his face in a bowl of hot chilli.

I don't have to sit here and legitimize myself as a badass. I mean, I don't have to tell you about the time I put a man's head in a mop bucket ringer and squeezed it until his head popped...but I did. I don't have to tell you about the time I kicked someone's ass in the front row for yelling "Freebird" during my bass solo...but I did.

My name is Bull. I play bass in a cover band down in Eastern Arkansas called "Hawg Wild Explosion". We play mainly biker rallies and honky tonks...mainly the kind of bars where the bartender has to mop up blood and sweep up teeth at the end of the night.

I'm a multi-talented individual. I'm a musician, an actor, a magician, and a puppeteer.

Right now I'm in in therapy for behavioral disorders concerning my temper. I've been in anger management classes since I was a little Bull. The first time I realized I had a real problem was when my high school football coach told me I was useless at boobies on a bull in the cafeteria when I dropped my tray. I proceeded to then take him by his hair and shove his face in a bowl of hot chilli.

I don't have to sit here and legitimize myself as a badass. I mean, I don't have to tell you about the time I put a man's head in a mop bucket ringer and squeezed it until his head popped...but I did. I don't have to tell you about the time I kicked someone's ass in the front row for yelling "Freebird" during my bass solo...but I did.

Cool! I once grabbed a guys fist and beat him into a coma with it for looking at my shoes funny. I've also taken out three ninja's for spilling my mimosa and not immediately killing themselves in shame. We badasses have real ultimate power. Anyhoo, good to meet you!

Cool! I once grabbed a guys fist and beat him into a coma with it for looking at my shoes funny. I've also taken out three ninja's for spilling my mimosa and not immediately killing themselves in shame. We badasses have real ultimate power. Anyhoo, good to meet you!

you don't come in my dojo and drop and challenge and leave old man.....

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I'm trying to keep up with the "tough guy" lingo, but I have to admit I don't exactly know what challenge I dropped? Ok, I'm not Mr. Miyagi, I'm actually Ron Howard, but I can still take three ninjas. I know what sir is, just wondering about your tone. Your a complicated man Mr. Bull, I wonder if you have other personalities, online or otherwise.

edit: just read some of your other posts and I've got to say that you are off to a what can only be called a glorious start here at TB.

edit edit: I get it, I forgot the movie, had to think about it for a while.

Cool! I once grabbed a guys fist and beat him into a coma with it for looking at my shoes funny. I've also taken out three ninja's for spilling my mimosa and not immediately killing themselves in shame. We badasses have real ultimate power. Anyhoo, good to meet you!

john turnerYou don't want to do that. Trust me.Staff MemberAdministrator

My name is Bull. I play bass in a cover band down in Eastern Arkansas called "Hawg Wild Explosion". We play mainly biker rallies and honky tonks...mainly the kind of bars where the bartender has to mop up blood and sweep up teeth at the end of the night.

I'm a multi-talented individual. I'm a musician, an actor, a magician, and a puppeteer.

Right now I'm in in therapy for behavioral disorders concerning my temper. I've been in anger management classes since I was a little Bull. The first time I realized I had a real problem was when my high school football coach told me I was useless at boobies on a bull in the cafeteria when I dropped my tray. I proceeded to then take him by his hair and shove his face in a bowl of hot chilli.

I don't have to sit here and legitimize myself as a badass. I mean, I don't have to tell you about the time I put a man's head in a mop bucket ringer and squeezed it until his head popped...but I did. I don't have to tell you about the time I kicked someone's ass in the front row for yelling "Freebird" during my bass solo...but I did.